"Eren! Is this clean?" Marco asked for what felt like the fifth time, adding, "You keep zoning out, I'm worried."

"Wah? Oh! It's nothing, just... Yeah, nothing. Really, what were you asking again?" Eren gave an embarrassed smile and rubbed the back of his head. Nervous habit that he couldn't shake, so he didn't try.

"Do you think I cleaned this right?" Marco asked tentatively. "I won't ask what's on your mind, but I suggest you at least tell Armin or Mikasa."

"I'm pretty sure it's clean, you may wanna get that mark out though... And yeah, I'm thinking about telling Armin, but he would tell Mikasa, then Mikasa would freak..." Erne looked from side to side, and noted that nobody else was there.

"You can tell me if you want." Marco smiled. It seemed like very one always vented to Marco, the rookie stage crew leader who dreamed of being and actor and was understudy to Armin's part of Benvolio.

"It's complicated, but.. I'm not sure I hate Levi. I mean, everyone hated him, far as I can see, after he made us all scrub the backstage last night..." It had been a week since they first met Levi, and the whole theatre company was bending over backwards for the clean-freak's OCD.

"I don't think anyone hated him, really, Eren..." Marco patted him on the shoulder. "Except Mikasa, anyway!" They both laughed at that.

"It's more than that. I just... Don't know."

"You should try to get to know him better. Hey, we're going on the ferry to our next location on the tour in a couple days. Why don't you hang out with him then? It'll be at least an hour's journey."

"I don't think 'hang out' is the appropriate phrase, Marco."

"What about a date?" Eren squealed like a girl as the face of Hanji Zoe came too close for comfort. Eren's face was deep red with a blush.

"N-not a-"

"Alright! It's settled. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone! Levi hasn't had a boyfriend for, like yeaaaaaaaaars, literally! It's a perfect match! I SHIP IT!"

"Hanji! Stop shouting!" Erne clasped a hand over Hanji's mouth as she went on blubbering about Levi's lacklustre love-life. Meanwhile, Marco's jaw was wide. Suddenly they heard footsteps. They all froze.

"Eren, why are you smothering our costume designer? Idiot!" Jean leaped on Eren, releasing Hanji.

"- It'll be a great experience for Levi to finally go on a date in so long!"

"It's not a- gerrof, horseface! What's your problem?!"

"Please, guys calm down! Jean..." Marco made a puppy dog face. Jean sighed.

"Fine. Now what's this about Levi and dates? Are you setting the midget up with someone?" Jean got up off Eren and held out his hand to let the brunette up. Eren stared at it for a moment before taking it and standing with his friend/enemy(frenemy)'s help.

"Yep! We're setting Levi up with Eren." Hanji blurted.

"How do you know midget even gives two shits about suicidal bastard here?" Jean said, rolling his eyes. Marco gasped at Jean.

"Jean! Don't swear so off-heandedly!"

"Fine, fine. Come on, coo-coo fan girl, stop fan girling and answer the question."

"It isn't really a-" One look from Hanji's crazy brown eyes behind her rectangular glasses shut him up.

"Yep, it's a date! You know in fandoms like, when you ship some people together, you mix their names together to say it quicker. Rather than 'Mission ErenXLevi' we could have a code word that nobody who wasn't in on it could guess."

"What do you suggest?" Jean asked.

"Levi has two things people call him- Levi and Rivaille. The second is for business, but if we use it in the code name nobody would figure it out!"

"That sounds like a good idea..." Marco murmured. Jean had Eren in a headlock so he couldn't protest.

"So we could either do Ri-ren or ere-ri. Which do you like best?"

"We could use both. Riren for when we're talking on the phone and Ereri when face-to-face." Jean suggested.

"Why?" Hanji looked like she seriously didn't understand, something Eren hadn't seen her like before.

"I dunno. I guess it would confuse anyone who eavesdropped."

"Yeah, I don't think Mikasa would be happy to learn what you're doing..." Eren croaked. A few minutes prior Jean had let him go.

"Just so you know Eren, we're doing this whether you like it pr not. But I'd like your cooperation, as it would make my job a lot easier." Hanji pleaded, smiling and kneeling down to have eye contact with Eren, as he was sitting in a chair.

Eren stared at her for a few minutes before sighing, "...Fine. I'll help you. Just don't interfere too much. And, whatever you do, don't let Mikasa find out."

Eren dreaded what Mikasa would do if she discovered he was letting people set him up with their grumpy, short producer.

"But what exactly do you have in mind for hooking Ereri up?" Jean asked, already using the code name.

"Well, I think..." And so Hanji told them her plan.

"Are you sure it'll work?" Marco asked hesitantly.

"Of course! You just need to stick to the plan to the letter."

"I have a bad feeling about this." Eren muttered.

"Pft. Just stick to the fucking plan like Hanji said and your good." Jean scoffed.

"Even so, Jean... Lots of things could go wrong!"

"Pull yourself together, Mercutio! The Ereri ship will sail!" Hanji used her hand in a sailing motion. She looked like a child on Christmas. Eren smiled nervously.

"She's fucking crazy, Jean." He hissed in his frenemy's ear frantically.

"I know. But I can't wait to see her hook you up." Jean whispered back. Erun glared at him. This was why Jean was frenemy. Friend one moment, enemy the next. It was frustrating.

"What are you scheming down there, shitting glasses? Oh, and brat and horse face are there too." A shadow descended upon them of a very short, very and angry, Levi.

A/n: I'm so sorry for not updating, but I am a very bad person so that's life.

~Indigo